You head over to Mike's place, which isn't too far out of your way. Mike's still sleeping when you knock.
He opens the door in his boxers, showing off his immense form and impressive muscles (and since the boxers are a little small, his mighty manhood is distinctly visible too). "Hey, what's up?"
"Not much. We gonna pump up today?"
Mike smiles. "Yeah dude. You might want to take your shirt off though, otherwise it'll rip like the last time."
You both head up to his room, and he takes out a pill for each of you. "Nasty shit, but it does the job." You swallow, and almost throw up from the stomach pains, but you and Mike shoot up two more inches, and his penis is even more visible in his tight boxers. Speaking of which, it feels like your own penis tore your boxers in half, and the pants are only barely holding your 14'' monster.
You look down at your even more muscular frame. "Dude, that shit is amazing".
You flex your arms, and the muscle fibers throb with power, crowding the veins out so that were clearly visible. You see some weights in the corner, and you pick up a dumbell, only to discover it feels almost weightless, though it is clearly labelled "50 LBS." on the side.
Mike picks up his bed frame in one hand. "Dude, you and I are beasts. This is amazing." You and him talk a little about your sexual endeavors from the previous night, and you're thinking about growing even bigger after talking. You want to be a real beast in size.
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